” Then a minute or so later, I heard the sliding door close. My heart stopped, maybe from excitement, maybe from dread of what maybe about to happen... What if it were C? With her perfect young body, that perfect little ass. Maybe she knew I was watching her, maybe her brother D had told her? Maybe she was now coming in wanting me to fuck her.Who I saw standing there though, was D. The girls had left, he stayed behind and it was only the two of us in the house. He walked over towards me as I was. ”“Excellent. That is our specialty. Come with me please. I’m sure Mr. Gomez in our international department will be able to satisfy all your requirements.”“Juan, this is...”“Linda, Linda Spencer.”“Ah yes. Juan, Miss Spencer wishes to open an account and transfer some money into our bank.”“Wonderful, Miss Spencer. Come in please and sit down. Now, how can I be of assistance?”Linda handed him ten thousand dollars from the backpack and the note with the Swiss account number and password written on. “I know, fucking all types,” the Judge agreed, “Asians mainly and those ghastly afro carribeans, oh my dear I really felt for you.”“They were nice to me to begin with,” she explained.“Of course,” the judge agreed, “But that’s because they are cock obsessed animals and you’re a horny little slut who drops her knickers for a lollipop and a bag of chips.”“No!” she protested.“Really?” the judge asked, “I would willingly bet your little pussy is lovely and moist as we speak.”“What!” she. Those same fingers pressed into my flesh roughly in ways that hurt and frightened me... "Bitch" someone whispered from far off in my mind, "filthy fucking slut, you are nothing without me" The voice was oddly familiar. The voice of my lover who was sleeping beside me. I tried to startle myself awake as my soft sensual dream erupted into a nightmare. "Fucking slut, you like when daddy talks to you like that, huh? WHORE!" it was yelled this time. I felt myself try to pull away. The words spewed.